I don't know if any of you have received a copy of the letter written home by an AMERICAN (corrected!) sailor. But in case you're questioning it's authenticity, don't. Go Germany. Go England. And what the fuck, while I'm at it, go Canada.

As many of you know I travel on business frequently, and this week I have been ashamed of the American public. The airports are empty, everyone is afraid to fly. The stock market is dying, everyone is pulling their stuff out. The airlines have announced the layoff of approximately 100,000 people this week. Las Vegas is laying off the hotel and casino workers. Boeing is laying off 20,000 more.

This is all because Americans are cowering at home afraid to move. If we the public allow this to continue we will all be unemployed because this will snowball. If we allow this because we are cowards then we deserve it. I too have a heavy heart and grieve for those we've lost to senseless violence, however if we allow ourselves to be paralyzed by fear we have lost this war before it starts.

People say I did something I put up a Flag, I gave blood, I donated money or supplies etc.

But I say if you then go home and hide both your body and your money you've done nothing you are a coward. Go out and spend your money and be good consumers to make America strong again. America needs brave people to flourish. The country was founded by brave people not by cowards> too paralyzed to go about their normal life. I just can't believe how many people are being paralyzed by fear. All waiting for someone else or the government to make it all better. Remember this is a government OF THE PEOPLE, BY THE PEOPLE, AND FOR THE PEOPLE.

Hey do you remember this flag? Curious as to what happened to it? This outstanding Major climbed through into the wreckage and retrieved it, so it could be presented to the Commandant of the Marine Corps.

Oh, and ah before I forget here are two pictures of Britney Spears tanning topless in Australia. Sorry no nip, but close enough to warrant a trip to the men's room for a few minutes. One. Two.

September 24, 2001

So I'm seeing more news reports about this country and that country pissing and moaning how the US should make sure there won't be any civilian casualties in the upcoming onslaught against the Taliban. How we should do everything in our power to keep the citizens of Afghanistan out of harms way. How the US should plan our attacks to minimize the risk to Afghan civilian life, even if it means it takes longer to find Osama bin Fuckface.

What the fuck is wrong with you people?

It's *not* my fucking government's job to keep the citizens of our enemy safe -- that's *their* fucking government's job. And sorry folks, yes, I'll say it because it appears that nobody else has the balls to -- Afghanistan is our enemy. That fuck bin Laden has been funneling money to them since he fled there five fucking years ago. Sorry but that's the way it is. Their government supports, harbors, and trains terrorists. Terrorists are our enemy. Therefore they support our enemy, therefore they are our enemy and we must crush them. Plain and simple. Remember the board game Risk? Well, you either had allies or enemies. And the Taliban ain't our ally so you do the fucking math. They came looking for a fight and now the pricks got one.

Will there be civilian casualties? You bet your ass there will be. Will they be on purpose? I should hope not. I think we should take certain steps to keep their civilians casualties to an absolute minimum, but not at the expense of the safety of our own soldiers. Why, you ask? Because American soldiers are supposed give their lives defending our country, and that of our allies. Not that of our enemies.

Here's the way I see it. For fucking starters all these Afghan people are running balls to the wall towards their neighboring country's borders, in hopes of not getting killed in the upcoming conflict. But alas, the neighboring countries have closed their borders...gasp. Oh my goodness! Well here's a fucking clue people. Your borders have been open for the last ten fucking years so if you found yourself living among rubble and ruins before, you should have gotten the fuck out of Dodge before now cocksuckers. But you didn't so now you're stuck in your own shitstick country, which as we all know it's very existence is on a clock counting backwards. Will you flee north to where your previous, less oppressing government still holds 10% of the country and is fighting the Taliban as we speak?

What they'll folks, is set up their little stained canvas tents and herd their fucking livestock with all the ribs showing about 50 feet away from a fucking Taliban anti-aircraft battery.

And when the A-10's come ripping through at 400mph dropping cluster bombs to destroy these missiles, these fucking desert "innocent bystanders" will undoubtedly get caught up in the shit. And then we'll see these fucks on CNN telling us how all their fucking goats were killed by shrapnel so they can't get any fucking milk so now they're all gonna fucking starve. And then some high paid columnist from Los Angeles will write another fucking article on how the Afghan people were the victims. And then the peacemongers will hold their fucking protests and say how the US is some horrible nation that kills innocent people.

And the funny part is, we'll probably still be digging out our dead while they're doing it.

I'm sick and fucking tired about hearing how the poor Afghan people who are *living* amongst rubble inside of rubble. If recent memory serves me correctly, there are 7,000 Americans who aren't fucking living *at all*. So let's try keep our eye on the fucking ball here.

During the discovery and settlement of our country, the flags of various European nations were flown over the land, as symbols of possession. Later, in the Colonial and Revolutionary War periods, flags representing famous persons, places, and events were flown in the American Colonies.

The first official flag of the nation was created by Congress on June 14, 1777. It consisted of 13 alternating red and white stripes and 13 white stars in a field of blue, representing the 13 colonies that had declared their independence in 1776. Congress adopted a new flag of 15 stars and 15 stripes in 1795, to give representation to the 2 new states admitted into the Union, Vermont and Kentucky.

Good afternoon, Ernie...I know it's kind of late for an e-mail about the bombings, but I wanted to tell you about some of the recent interviews that just really pissed me off. I'm watching the news, when I'm not at work busting my ass to defend my country, and I hear a couple of people say "This makes me proud to be an American." It took a fucking national tragedy for them to realize how proud they are? How fucking stupid can someone be? If they didn't feel proud to be an American just for being able to live in a America, they need to take their ass somewhere else. I'm sure a lot of the other service members feel the same way, I know everyone in my platoon does. LCPL York, J A United States Marine Corpsp.s. We appreciate all the support you've given the military, especia

ErnieI am a 22 year old woman from Indiana. All my life I have been against wars, veterans, and a country that would send it's citizens to die. All this changed Tuesday, September 11. I have been spoiled in a land of freedom that I completely took for granted. I have never felt so ashamed of myself. I know many of the people of my generation must feel the same, some do not. I wish that I was somehow involved in the recovert efforts being made or in the ass kicking about to come. I would gladly give everything I have for this great nation including my life. It is sad that sometimes it takes a tragedy like this to put my heart where it always belonged. I am so proud to be an American and that may be the first time I ha

Oh, one other thing. Since Old Glory is in short supply these days, I came up with a way for my team to show their support for the War on Terrorism at the office. Most Windows platforms include a screen saver called “3D Flying Objects” that allows you to choose a bitmap as the flying object. If you use the attached bitmap of the US Flag, your screen saver will be Old Glory flapping in the breeze. If you don’t like the way it appears that the flag is hung by the stripes, use the reverse image and it will look correct, viewed from the opposite side. Thanks Tom.

Ya know, like the American public doesn't have enough to fucking worry about without some asshole politically correct CEO assmonkey actually *banning* American flags in the workplace because it might *offend* someone. Update! -- NCCI has been bitch slapped and have seen the errors of their ways and have made amends.

I actually took this Tuesday morning off work, so that I could take my car in to get it's 5000 mile service. Traffic was a exceptionally bad, so I was flipping through the radio stations trying to find something to listen to. It seemed every station was talking and talking and talking about mundane crap as many morning radio stations often do. I finally settled on one and began to settle into the fact that I'd be creeping through traffic for the next hour. Then the morning show host mentioned how a co worker was running into the station... it seemd a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center.

Ha, I thought. Another bonehead tourist plane probably. The old building can take it, I thought. I remember reading that back in 19'some'odd when an Army Air Corp bomber crashed into the Empire State building in dense fog. Darwinism, I thought.

They finally got around to playing a few songs, which was a welcome break from the talking I had previous mentioned. Then the host breaks into music, right in the middle of a song, and states that a second plane, a big commercial motherfucker, had crashed into the World Trade Center also. At this point, I got angry. How dare they publicize such a stupid prank? How dare they? This isn't funny. This is horrible. I was actually contemplating picking up my cell phone and calling in to bitch someone out. And the thought occured to me... check another station. So I did. And they were talking about it too. And so was another. And another. This was for real.

I arrived at the dealership and there, in the customer lounge, were salesman, customers, managers, mechanics and receptionists all gathered around the television. There was an image of the peak of the World Trade Center Towers. There was a lot of smoke. People in the room were talking about terror and tragedy. After a few seconds later, the news media replayed footage of the second plane impact. I remember thinking that since he impacted the corner of the second tower, it looks like the guy missed his mark. I was somehow almost grateful. Imagine the loss of life if the whole fucking tower had come down in the impact.

We, a group of stunned and horrified people with only our American blood as a common thread, watched for a while longer. The coffee machine remained untouched. People were glued to the TV. Footage of victims and the rescue qorkers assisting them began to make their way around to the news media. Then the news broadcaster said they the windows in the building he was in shook. He heard a bang. He looked out of his window and saw people running away from the Pentagon. Hmmm. A car bombing maybe? Christ there's going to be a few hundred people killed in this attack, I thought.

Then the unthinkable happened. Right in the middle of Peter Jenning's sentence, right before my very eyes, the burning hulk that was once one of the two World Trade Center Towers, collapsed. Right before my very fucking eyes. There was dust, a mushroom cloud of it and the top of the tower just disappeared into it. It almost looked like it had been imploded, like you see on the Learning Channel late at night sometimes. It was gone, just like that. I can't imagine how many people died, right before my very fucking eyes. I turned to the gentleman sitting next to me, "is this really happening?" I asked. We were all stunned to find that one of the pilots of the hijacked planes lives in Dracut, Massachusetts. That's two towns over from where I live.

Surely the other one can't fall too. The media said that plane was much smaller, and it hit so much higher up. It can take the hit I thought. It'll be okay.

But I was wrong. Before too long, that tower collapsed too, killing with it not only the few thousand unfortunate souls still trapped inside but probably hundreds of rescue workers trying to aid the victims of the first crash. It's radio attenna on top dipped a bit, wavered left, and then too cascaded in a monster cloud of dust. And the news confirmed another plane had crashed into the Pentagon. I guess it wasn't a carbomb after all. Now all the airports are closed. And the railways. And they say another plane just crashed near Pittsburg. There is speculation that it didn't crash at all, but was rather shot down by Air Force fighters after the plane refused to respond to communication attempts and was headed directly towards Camp David. It's circulating now that perhaps that was just a rumor. God bless their souls either way. I fear the final body count in this whole ordeal, which in my uneducated estimates will climb into the tens of thousands.

Speculation is abound as to who is the root of all evil. The usual suspects turn up, as one might imagine. The news media is going through extraordinary steps of political correctness to not suggest any one of them is more or less likely to be the mastermind behind it, so as not to offend anyone.

Fuck that. We all know who is behind it. That tall, skinny, limping fuckhead Osama bin Laden. I know it, you know it, we all know it so let's cut to the fucking chase.

Some people say this is a time for restraint. I again reiterate my words of wisdom of, Fuck that. This is NOT a time for restraint. Restraint was yesterday. Today is a time for action. A time for downright coldhearted asskicking revenge. A time for retaliation justified ten thousand times. A time for stealth bombers and tomahawk missiles. A time for napalm. This is not a time for politicians to use words like 'dispicable' or 'cowardly'. I want them to use words like, "Yeah we found out who it was, and we kicked their fucking ass. We bombed them, we watched their families burn to death, watched their houses burn to the ground, and then I went and pissed on their ashes." I do not want my government to give a measured calculated response. Fuck that. I want them to react in a furious rage blinded by the visions of burned bodies on the streets of an American city and bomb any fucking person or persons or foreign government that ever did, does, or we suspect ever will coordinate a terrorist a

And to you Osama bin Laden, I tell you this. I may be stunned, I may be angry, I may be shocked, but I am NOT terrified. No, I drove home from my job today, which will be open tomorrow, and I drove through McDonalds and got a super sized Big Mac extra value meal. Business as usual. I continued on home, parked my car, and turned on my big fucking 65" television with which to watch the news. I am proud to say I am from Massachusetts and my Governor had the courage and wisdom to keep our voting polls open. Americans may grieve today, but we will excercise our right to vote and continue on our lives. Those were not just innocent people that you killed today, they were Americans. And one day, one day very soon, either I or another of my countrymen will slip a knife into your belly and twist it. We will watch as the energies of life slowly drain from your body. And then just before you die, I will place my mouth over yours, I will suck out your last breath and I will eat it.